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My TBI becomes Total Brain Instruct

By: HarleyRiderX



"Oh shit." I said out loud as I looked down into the face of the Navy Nurse Corps Commander that was on her knees in front of me as she took my cock into her mouth.

I couldn't help myself and grabbed a couple of handfuls of her short mousy brown hair and drove my cock all the way in. Then I allowed her a minor orgasm as I prevented the same from occurring to me. Her eyes rolled back and her entire body began to shake as she crested. She's so beautiful when she cums, so I guess I'll just have to let her cum a whole lot I thought as a grin spread across my face.

With my new found ability I could read her mind and knew that she had many thoughts racing through her head. First and foremost was, "It's soooo good, oh my god it's so gooood to cum." 

The other thoughts amused me. I'd already learned in my very short time with this skill that women's thoughts were in the constant ON mode. They were a complete jumble of deep, shallow, serious, and totally inane streams of consciousness. As a guy I rarely had more than two thoughts going at any one time (which also proved to be the case with all the other guys I was reading). So at first it was causing me headaches. But once I trained my mind to sort everyone else's thoughts into separate named files and to stack the thoughts of each file into percentages so that the most prevalent thought was what I read the loudest and the others were kind of just there by their thought subject name (that I could access when I wished) then the headaches went away.

My skill allows me to know the thoughts and manipulate the brain (and therefore the body) of anyone I physically touched skin to skin after my accident. All I had to do was focus on that file (the name of the person) and I knew what they were thinking and I could manipulate them both consciously and subconsciously. 

In the case of 40 year old Commander Jane Krause USN, who was currently on her knees and sucking my cock as she orgasmed, the other thoughts running through her head were (in percent order); I hope I don't end up with bruises on my knees (14%), I can't believe I'm cheating on my husband---for the first time EVER in 16 years of marriage! (13%), I'm glad I'm never disturbed during counseling sessions so there is almost no chance of getting caught (11.2%), I need to do laundry tonight (4%). Obviously the other 59.8% of the Jane Krause thought file was occupied with her orgasm.

She was only my second sexual conquest since I got what I thought of as my gift three weeks prior. 

The day she came into the hospital ward set aside for all of us Traumatic Brain Injury patients I knew I had to (and would) have her. I know most guys (and 78% of the 34 guys I was able to read) didn't consider her in any way when they thought about sex (which of course averages 66% of all guy's thoughts all the time). But she was the perfect mature dream for me.

She was 5'7" and about 130 pounds. Her brown hair was kind of thin and cut short in the way of military women, a no nonsense style that required no fuss. From what I could tell she had an A - B cup bra size and a little bit disproportionally larger ass in her size 4 frame. She had a girl-next-door face, nothing at all striking but not in the least bit ugly either. She had lips that were neither thick nor thin, a medium nose, and eyes that were brown and shined with intelligence. Her teeth were perfect and she had a fantastic smile. Her skin was an olive color like she had some Hispanic or Italian ancestors. I was mesmerized.

I knew we'd fit together perfectly as I'm 5'6" and 170 pounds. Being a Marine I'm built pretty well, nothing like getting paid to do Physical Training or PT.

I instructed Leah (a young corpsman with big tits) that I was training myself on (and fucking the shit out of) to bring the Commander to me. 

Leah immediately ran up to the Commander, interrupted her, and said, "Ma'am, you MUST come meet patient X." Oops. That will teach me not to just give orders without detailed instructions, especially to a ditz like Leah.

After getting reprimanded for the interruption, the Commander asked Leah why she should meet me. Of course Leah didn't know why and I choose not to put an answer in her brain because I wanted to see what kind of a person the Commander was. Mean people turn me off big time and I knew that if the Commander was a bitch then I wanted nothing to do with her. But she was as nice as her smile and indulgently said, "Well, now that we have a mystery on our hands let's go try to solve it." and they came over to where I was.

Of course I immediately stuck out my hand (I make a point of touching every person I can) which forced her to shake it and then I owned her. The first thought of hers I could read was, "Now I have to wash my hands again." 

We made the normal conversation---her asking and me telling her how I got injured (I was blown up by a command detonated IED (Improvised Explosive Device)) that killed two of my Marines and injured two others on the patrol I was accompanying. I told her I was getting headaches and feeling depressed as I had scanned her and found out that she was the head neurology nurse and a licensed clinician. Then I put in her head that I would be a good case for her to take on.

"Well Captain X I think that you should come see me tomorrow so that I can review your program of therapy." 

"OK Ma'am, but I'm telling you it's the damn counseling that's giving me a headache and the reason I'm depressed is that I'm stuck in here and my Marines are out there without me."

"Captain I can assure you that TBI is NOT a minor affliction and it can affect you for the rest of your life. So we're going to make damn sure you're good to go (GTG) before we let you out of here and back to your unit, and that GTG diagnosis starts with me and my staff."

"Aye aye ma'am, I'll see you tomorrow". And I damn sure hope this affliction IS for the rest of my life.

Amazingly enough I didn't take advantage of Jane during our first meeting which was yesterday. I definitely manipulated the shit out of her but I didn't touch her sexually. I decided to tease myself (and her) and waited until today to force her to her knees and have her suck my cock. But I'm sure you want to know what I did to her yesterday before we get to what we did the rest of today.

I guess I should describe the setting. Her office is about an 8 foot by 8 foot cube with the door being at one of the corners. She has a desk in one of the far corners and a small upright locker in the other. Along the wall with the locker is a narrow couch about 6 feet long. She has an office chair at the desk and a comfortable recliner in the corner near the door. 

Unlike the other counselors offices she doesn't have see through glass on her door because theoretically she isn't acting as a counselor but instead is the director overseeing the counselors and reviewing files to make recommendations to the Doctors (so her in counseling times are supposed to be with the counselors). She's wearing hospital scrubs because (A) they're more comfortable and (B) when a mass casualty occurs everyone gets called in to help. 

When I came in she was thinking about how much she missed her husband Greg and how happy she was that she was now in the countdown mode to heading home as she had just passed the eight month mark of her 12 month tour. I asked her brain when was the last time she had sex and the memory was eight months ago. Not even masturbation I asked!?! No the brain functions and her memory indicated, she's really horny but just doesn't see the point of masturbation.

So I immediately asked the Commander, "Does my lack of desire to masturbate indicate that there is something wrong with my brain? I've NEVER had that problem before." Then I had her brain start releasing testosterone into her system. 

She felt herself get wet and her nipples tighten and thought to herself, "Man am I suddenly horny, it's just been too damn long, why did this guy have to mention masturbation?" But then she forced herself to concentrate and said out loud to me, "Well I would think that in the middle of a war zone it wouldn't be unusual not to be horny."

"I don't know about the Navy ma'am, but I do know it's damn unusual for me and the same is true for all my Marines. I mean we're always talking about T&A when the Iraqi women walk by."

"But they're all in Burkas, you can't see anything!"

"Yes ma'am, in the case of Iraqi women T&A means Toes and Ankles, and even that gets us hard as a lead pipe. But I got nothing now and there are decent looking women all over this hospital."

Then I increased the flow of testosterone and put images of erect cocks in her brain. All different shapes and sizes and colors. And I got a perfect image back of her husband's cock. Average size, just like my own, but his is uncircumcised. I'm circumcised and measure at just under 6.5 inches. Her brain tells me his is right at 6 inches. There is no doubt that I'm a bit wider though. 

She's definitely going to enjoy my cock I think. Though that would be true even if I had a three incher :). Man, do I love this ability. 

She felt her nipples get fully hard and her clit start to distend. I had her cross her legs and start swinging the top one back and forth which caused her panties to rub against her clit. Then I put in her brain that maybe she could tease me a bit to see if that helped my problem so she accidently dropped her pencil and when she leaned over to pick it up her top billowed open and I could see straight down it to her bra covered little tits. 

The bra was (no surprise) a plain white one. She stayed down fishing for the pencil for almost a full minute allowing me a really good view so I decided to reward her with a semi erect cock stretching down my pant leg. Sure enough, without my making her, she glanced right at my groin as she came up and I could hear the gasp as she saw the 5 or so inch outline of my semi-hard cock.

Without her understanding why (of course I was making her) she then decided to get a picture of her husband out of her locker to show to me. She went to the locker and slowly bent over sticking her ass out in an almost obscene way as she looked for a box of pictures she was sure was at the bottom of the locker. I just stared at her ass and it took all the will power I had not to take her right then. When she bent over the material was stretched tight and I could clearly see the outline of her panties. 

I made her stay that way for at least 5 minutes while detaching her brain from any notion of time or knowledge of me being in the room. I then got on my knees right behind her and got as close as a I could without touching her and put my nose right up near her ass and sniffed. I could smell her. I could smell her desire. I could almost feel the heat coming from her pussy. And joy of joys when I looked between her legs I could look right up her top and again see those small little bra enclosed tits.

I was hard as a rock. I finally sat back down and let her finish looking for and finding the picture which of course was taped at eye height inside the locker door. I put the thought in her head that she had bent over (for just a moment) in order to tease me some more. When she handed me the picture she looked straight at my cock as soon as she thought I was focused on looking at the photo of her husband. Her brain practically screamed, "Oh God it's so big!" as she saw the outline of my cock pushing up on my trousers.

When she sat back down she was practically shaking and I gave her another shot of testosterone. Her beautiful smell was now permeating the room, not that she had any idea. I took pity on us both and had her set up a 3 hour appointment with me for the next morning. 

Then as I left I had her lock the door behind me and pull off her top and start pulling on her nipples. But I wouldn't let her do anything more than just stand there and take herself higher and higher by twisting and pulling on her nipples through her bra. She was getting frantic but so was I, and there was no way she was getting relief unless I was.

I immediately focused my mind on Leah. She was getting ready to go to lunch. "Leah, go to the fuck room right now."

Our fuck room was simply a supply room that only Leah and I had the key to. It had been a simple matter to touch the few who had access to it and then help them decide in their own mind that they didn't need anything in there any more and to give all the keys to Leah for safekeeping. I'd then used some heavy blankets and plywood to try to sound proof the room as Leah could be a real screamer when I let her.

Leah got there right before I did and was already pulling her pants down and bending over when I came in. She was a typical Navy corpsman. She came from a broken home, was very sweet and idealistic. She joined the Navy to see the world and she became a corpsman to help others.

She was about 5'4" and already getting soft all over even though she was only 19. She weighed 137 pounds and had huge D cup tits, a nice ass, and was quite energetic every time we fucked. One of the reasons I chose her as my "learning piece" was that she had a much higher sex drive than the other women corpsman had when I first read their thoughts. 

I didn't want to look at her which is why she was bent over. I yanked her panties aside and entered her with a single thrust as I put her in her fuck me, fuck me mode. She was already wet but instantly started moaning and begging me to keep fucking her as she started pushing back against me as roughly as I was slamming myself forward. 

Now that I had my cock sunk into a nice tight cunt I released my hold on Jane and let her do whatever she wanted while I watched her thoughts. I made sure I didn't go into the optical center of her brain and see what she was seeing. That would have been great but I was still teasing myself so I concentrated on just her thoughts and the muscle movement signals her brain was sending.

As soon as she was released she collapsed in the soft recliner and spread her legs draping them across the arms of the chair. My own imagination was running wild as I thought about this conservative 40 year old MILF in the throes of sexual excitement with her legs spread and masturbating. She shoved her right hand down her pants and immediately began frigging her clit while her left hand shoved her bra up so she could get at her right nipple. 

I grabbed Leah's hips and started yanking her back even harder on my cock. I would have cum on the first couple of thrusts into her if I hadn't been able to use my powers to control my own body responses. I was harder and more excited than I had ever been. Part of it was the situation but I think most of it was knowing for sure that I could use my powers on anyone and get them to do anything I wanted. I decided that I would let myself cum when my beautiful Jane did.

She dropped her right nipple and then gave the left one a swift yank before shoving three fingers of her left hand up her sopping wet cunt. Her right hand never stopped the frantic rubbing of her clit. As soon as she felt her fingers deep in her 8 month unused hole she went over the edge and began to cum. "Yeesss, oh fuck yes, it's sooo gooood." she said to herself (and me) as she kept up the assault on her clit and pussy. 

I knew what was coming as I'd already seen it occur in Leah a number of times. Jane's orgasm began to stair step up in intensity and her whole body went into spasms as she came and came and came. I let myself go flooding Leah's cunt which instantly triggered her own orgasm. 

Jane's body locked up as she went higher than she'd been in quite a long time. The three of us were moaning and sighing in ecstasy as we slowly came down from the heights. I envy a woman's ability to keep orgasming, but it's not like I don't really enjoy being a man.

Jane's thoughts, as soon as she could think, were of embarrassment and relief. "I can't believe I did that. But I desperately needed to. Oh man that felt so good. I guess 8 months without an orgasm is too long." 

When she began to wonder if she should see that Marine Captain as she knew she wasn't a counselor anymore I immediately put in her head that it was probably important to her professional development as a supervisor and to keeping her own certifications up to date to see an occasional client and after all I was a fellow officer who obviously had some issues. I then flooded her system with endorphins and she immediately lapsed into a post orgasmic feeling of contentment and freedom from worry. I knew then that tomorrow would bring me to where I now was---slamming my cock into her pretty girl-next-door mouth.

As soon as I arrived for my appointment this morning she was taken aback by the 3 foot long by 2 foot high mirror I was carrying. "What's that for?" 

"You asked me to find and bring a mirror. You said we might use it in therapy." I then placed a memory in her head of her doing just that. "You're right of course, where is my head these days?" she laughed. She then looked around the room to try to figure out where to put it and ultimately decided that it should replace a cheap bulletin board that was hung above the couch, which is exactly where I wanted it.

"Well, lets sit down and get started," she said while seating herself in the easy chair. I had her remember exactly what she was doing in that same chair yesterday while also putting back in her head the picture of my cock straining against my pant leg. I then started flooding her system with both testosterone and the hormone oxytocin. Oxytocin, scientific literature will tell you, is also known as the love hormone. The combined affect of these actions had an immediate and noticeable effect. Once again she started to get wet while her nipples began to harden. I immediately went on the offensive.

"Doc, I just want to tell you that something clicked in me when I saw you yesterday. I got this huge hard on and it practically hasn't gone down since then. I have to tell you I had the greatest orgasm whacking off last night." 

I then put in her mind a clear picture of my cock and another one of me masturbating. "I don't know what you did, maybe it was just coincidence, but I feel great again. So does this mean I'm cured and can go back to my unit?"

I kept the images in her head as I kept flooding her with hormones. It was almost funny watching her try to focus on my words. Her smell began to fill the room and her nipples were hard points lifting her hospital scrub top. As she understood what I said she couldn't help but look down at my groin where once again my cock was tenting up my pants.

"Uh, I don't think we should jump the gun Captain but it certainly is a positive sign I guess." She couldn't help herself now and was just staring at the outline of my cock.

"Look Doc, it's all hard again right now. I think I'm going to hurt it though if I don't take it out. You're a medical professional, surely it won't bother you to see a patients cock and you understand the need, right?"

"Um, Uh, I, I guess so." There was perfect silence in the room as I stood up and moved right next to her. I very slowly pulled my medical patient pants away from my waist and then pushed them down over my cock which sprang free and thunked up against my belly. She was completely mesmerized and almost panting. I just stood there for a full minute while she stared at my cock. I was pouring on the hormones now.

"Put it in your mouth Doc. You know as a medical professional that blue balls can be very painful so it's medically indicated that I have an orgasm and I know you don't want me cumming on your floor so I guess you'll just have to swallow it." 

Into her brain I kept inserting two thoughts. One was that it made perfect sense to do what I said and the other was that she really did want to touch it and taste it. Of course I also kept overloading the hormones. She was helpless and fell to her knees in front of me and took me into her mouth.


My TBI becomes Total Brain Instruct Ch. 02



In Chapter 1 of Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI) becomes Total Brain Instruction I learn that the explosion of an Improvised Explosive Device (IED) allowed me to control the brain of anyone I come in physical contact with.

*

"Get it wet, Captain," I said to the bitch now on her knees in front of me.

"After all, we can't be sure that Leah is wet enough for my big cock without a little lubrication first." 

I couldn't help myself and laughed out loud as soon as I said it because we both knew it to be a complete lie. I mean Leah was on her knees with her ass in the air right next to us and furiously fingering herself while begging me to fuck her.

Captain Samantha Speidel shook her head no and looked at me with complete loathing but that was as much rebellion as I was going to allow so I used my control over her brain (and thus her bodily functions) to open her mouth. After her mouth was wide open I froze it like I'd frozen her from the shoulders down after forcing her to her knees. The only voluntary muscle control I allowed her to keep, now that her mouth was open, was her tongue.

So far I hadn't allowed her any hormonal stimulus. Even when I knew from her brain activity that because of her almost complete inexperience with sex she was a bit excited about being forced into having sex and was very stimulated by the thought of watching a sex act. And she absolutely knew one was coming when Leah came in and threw herself all over me. 

No, she didn't deserve any good feelings. I actually stopped the trickle of hormones she herself started to produce. She would get nothing. Not until she had been properly humiliated and clearly shown who was in charge.

It hadn't started this way. At first I was as mesmerized as everyone else when this perfect angel walked into the waiting room at the Combat Support Hospital in Baghdad's Green Zone where I had been a patient since my injury from a command detonated IED (Improvised Explosive Device) almost seven weeks ago.

My diagnosed injury was TBI or Traumatic Brain Injury. In reality it wasn't an injury at all. The blast shook my brain so hard that it forced on it a new and different wiring pattern that somehow left me with the power to read and control the brain of anyone I physically touched. I now had perfect memory of any event that I had ever had as well as the memory of any event of the people I came in contact with. It is true that all of us remember everything that we ever see, do, hear, taste, or smell. It's just that with most people they have no way to recall the mundane past and their memory gets fuzzy over time. 

My brain truly is as powerful as any computer imagined and it operates just like one, with all the information available when accessed but not in the way if I don't access it. I've been working on refining my understanding and skills with this gift since I figured out I had it.

I don't know or understand why I have this power now. I do know that it has forced me to realize I'm not nearly as honorable or good a person as I thought I was. 

It's been humbling. Absolute power does indeed corrupt absolutely. 

But I'm managing to live with it.

Anyway, back to my story. When Captain Speidel first entered that waiting room where I usually hung out (when I wasn't occupied with one of my trysts) it was as if time stopped. She was a walking dream. She was an angel of mercy with the sweetest most compassionate face and mannerisms. When she looked at you, you just knew that she was devoting her entire attention to you and that she would never pass judgment on you. You just knew that she completely accepted you for who you were. 

Everyone in the room seemed to just stop what they were doing to turn and look at her---and from that moment on, as long as she was in the room, every one of us kept one part of our attention focused on her. 

Of course I almost immediately, without being too obvious, went up to her and stuck out my hand and said, "Hey there, my name's Captain X, always nice to meet a fellow Captain, even if you are in the Army!"

She looked at me and smiled the most perfect smile and said, "I'm so sorry, as a surgical nurse I'm very conscious of the need to lessen the chance of spreading germs, so I hope you understand my unwillingness to shake hands. But it sure is wonderful to meet you Captain X, you're dressed as a patient but you seem to be the picture of health?" 

The last sentence was an obvious question. She arched one of her perfect eyebrows and looked right at me with an encouraging smile.

I did regret not knowing her thoughts but I also understand her reasoning and made sure she knew that I understood in what was probably a fawning way. Then I told her about my accident and continual headaches and that I was being seen by Commander Krause as I went through my recovery.

"But you should be at the main hospital not a Combat Support Hospital. We're not supposed to keep patients longer than two weeks."

Uh oh. Everyone else I'd met had been willing to shake my hand so it had been easy to make them forget about this policy. That said I knew that if she approached anyone about this, at least within the hospital, I would know about it as I could read all their thoughts. Over the last seven weeks I'd shaken hands or touched everyone I'd met who worked there to include the Commanding Officer.

I explained to her that I didn't know, I was just doing what the doctors told me and all I really wanted to do was get back to my Company of Marines. We then chit chatted about a number of issues and she actually looked pained as she closed our conversation and said goodbye but that she must leave as she had more work to do getting to learn her way around her new duty station.

I'm not sure it was love at first sight---but it sure felt like it. And it was completely obvious that every other man there, whether I was reading them or not, felt the same thing. The women were equally impressed. Impressed with her demeanor and impressed with her compassionate manner and obvious intelligence. Of course being women they were also all jealous of her beauty.

Samantha Speidel was five feet eight inches tall and weighed about 135 pounds. She had medium length strawberry blond hair that was pulled back into a loose bun. She was wearing the standard scrubs all the medical personnel were in but her scrub cap was custom made and covered with smiling angels. I would learn in the days to come that she always wore a custom made surgical cap. Some were in a camouflage pattern but most were whimsy designs that would make a young child smile.

She had wide set pale blue eyes over a pert little nose and a mouth with full lips that covered perfect teeth. She had just a touch of pink lipstick applied to her lips. There was a light smattering of freckles across her pale skin. Her breasts had to be at least a C cup from what I could tell looking at her in her scrubs. One thing I, and everyone else, noticed was that her scrubs were also sized just right. Most of the women wore scrubs a couple sizes too loose so that the guys knew they weren't interested in any hanky panky. 

The easy women and the couple of exhibitionists that were on the staff made sure the scrubs they wore were just a bit tight. Each of them flaunted their assets and enjoyed doing it. I'd fucked a couple of them just for general purpose as part of my self training program.

Samantha's ass very nicely filled out the bottom of her scrubs. It was pretty easy to see as she was one who tucked her top into her pants. But with her angelic smile and professional demeanor none of us thought she was putting herself on exhibit. 

Her ass was perfectly shaped, full and round and distinct from her legs. She wasn't one of those women whose ass flowed right into her legs and she wasn't one of those women whose thighs were touching when she was standing. She had a slight gap between her legs and like every other male in the room, and a couple of the females, I wanted to be on my knees worshiping at her alter.

When she left the room it was as if a balloon deflated and all the air went out of it.

Unlike the rest of the men there I was able to do something about my arousal.

I needed something different and new today, like Samantha was different and new. I immediately focused in on Sara. Sara was an Army medic and very similar in age (19) and background (broken home) to Leah the Navy Corpsman I had as my permanent fuck toy. Sara had shown up a couple of weeks ago and I'd been saving her as a way of teasing myself. 

I can't begin to describe the arousal I get from knowing the thoughts, especially the sexual fantasies of women.

Sara was very much into being dominant. Of course like most women, especially the younger ones, there was no way she would have ever admitted it to a boyfriend. So while she had enjoyed the sex she'd had with the five different guys she'd been with since loosing her virginity at 16, she was also slightly disappointed. She'd always been able to orgasm but she admitted to herself (and thus me) that her best orgasms were when she was fantasizing about dominating a man.

I went to the storeroom. Sara was on duty but not doing anything. I instructed her to go to the bathroom [head in Marine speak and Latrine in Army speak] and clean herself very thoroughly "down there". Meanwhile I started putting thoughts of domination in her head and had her brain start releasing the female sex hormones oestrogen and progesterone. Of course I could sense the physical reactions she started having (hardening of her tiny nipples and filling of blood in her labia) and read her thoughts which were now predominately centered on taking a 20 minute break to run to her room and jill off. Then I had her come to the storeroom to get something. Of course she had no idea she stopped at the head, no idea what the something she was supposedly looking for was, or even that there was a storeroom back where I sent her. She just suddenly found herself there and then came in. 

The look on her little girl face when she entered was priceless as her brown doe eyes got huge and she just stopped in the open door and stared at me.

I was so horny thinking about Samantha and thinking about what I was going to do with Sara that I had stripped off my pants and was just standing there in my socks and a t-shirt slowly jacking off. My cock was standing straight out to its full 6.5 inch length and I made sure that I kept my hand on just the lower half of it as I jacked myself off so that it would look even bigger to her.

As she stood there staring I gave her another shot of the sex hormones. 

"I'm being a bad boy, mistress," I said. 

It was like she'd been shot. Her adrenalin started pumping, her heart and breathing rates doubled and her oestrogen and progesterone levels went off the roof. 

I kept putting one word in her thoughts. Opportunity. Opportunity. Opportunity. It didn't take long to get the response we both craved.

"How dare you! Bad boy! Bad, bad, bad boy. You drop that nasty cock right now!"

She stepped into the room and closed and locked the door. Her little tom boy body was shaking like a leaf but there was no doubt reading her mind that she would see this through and fulfill her deepest fantasies no matter what the cost.

"Kneel, you pathetic little man." I quickly did so.

"Did I give you permission to jack off? Did I?" she practically screamed. 

"No, mistress. But I couldn't help myself when I started thinking about your perfect little body." As I said this I caused her to orgasm. Not a big one, just an orgasm big enough to absorb some of the adrenalin and sex hormones she had flooding throughout her system.

This is what she craved. This is why her fantasies all revolved around domination. Because she couldn't bring herself to believe that anyone, anyone at all, would really be attracted to her adolescent, hell prepubescent, little body.

Sara was 5 feet 2 inches tall and only weighed 85 pounds. She needed a weight waiver just to get in the Army. She had no breasts at all. No discernable areola around her nipples. The nipples themselves were just like little pebbles stuck on a flat board. Looked at from the front she had no curves. No outward swell of breasts or hips. If she turned in profile it was much the same with just a hint of a curve where a woman's ass would be. Her ass was miniscule, two barely jutting swells of rock hard flesh.

Even though she hadn't taken any clothes off and she was one of the women who wore very loose scrubs, though come to think about it they probably didn't make them small enough to fit her, I knew all this because I'd been in her brain and watched her look at herself critically in the full length mirror that was in the room she shared with three other women. 

When no one else was around she would stand there looking at herself naked and thinking that she hated her body. Hated that people were always telling her to, "get some flesh on her bones" and "how the hell did they ever allow a 12 year old in the Army."

In addition to her high sex drive, part of my attraction to Sara was that despite the negative thoughts she had about herself she never let it affect how she thought or behaved towards others. Even towards the people that made ignorant comments that hurt her. She was always kind and she would not tell them to piss off or say something mean. Normally she would just laugh and say that she "liked it as there were usually killer deals in the kids clothing section." She had more maturity and wisdom in her little girl body than I'd seen in women two and three times her age.

I was determined to make her feel good about herself. 

Of course in all honesty I was also determined to feel what it would be like to fuck something so small. 

In Sara's mind the only way she could get someone to love her was if they too were screwed up in someway and she could force them to love her. That was how she ended up having dominate fantasies. And here was a Marine Captain, built well, with a bigger cock than she had ever seen from her past encounters, on his knees telling her he had to jack off thinking about her body. She mini orgasmed again.

"Liar! You haven't ever seen my perfect body and you tell me you're pulling on that pathetic little cock thinking about it."

"I am, mistress, I am thinking of you! I dream all the time about you. I just know that your body is perfect and sometimes the feeling is so overwhelming that I have to come in here and jack off. I humbly apologize for not asking permission," I said this as I hung my head in shame and slowly moved my right hand back onto my cock.

"Hah! Look at you! You're kneeling right in front of me and not asking permission to touch yourself---and I just told you to drop it!" she screamed at me as she walked right up to me, grabbed my head in her tiny little hands, and yanked my face into her crotch.

"Put your hands on my ass, that way I'll know you aren't touching yourself," she grunted as she started grinding my face against her clothing covered pussy.

I reached around her and grabbed those hard mounds. Each hand completely covered an ass cheek with room to spare. Her smell was intoxicating and I breathed deeply of it.

"Look at me," she said three minutes later as she kept grinding my face into her. As soon as I did her eyes rolled back and she orgasmed a third time. The front of her scrub pants were starting to show wetness. She began grinding my face in bigger and bigger circles as she slowly came down from her orgasm.

I was reveling in the feel of her tiny tight little ass and I kept massaging it while loudly sniffing her crotch.

Finally she pushed my head back, while keeping it firmly under her control, and looked down to see my cock fully extended and obscenely twitching.

"Cum boy," she demanded.

I was so excited by the situation and her smell that I'd been holding myself back with my powers so it was easy to do so without any manual stimulation at all. The first squirt shot out and hit her pants in the area of her left calf. The next four pulses went right between her legs and onto the carpet.

She couldn't believe it. The feeling of joy that went through her, as a man came, without touching himself, just because she had told him to do so was beyond words. 

She was thrilled that a man could be so excited by her that he wanted to play with himself. That a man could be so excited just by smelling her that he would cum on demand. 

She had thought that I would ask permission to jack off in order to cum. She exulted in the feeling of power and completeness.

She tilted my head up, looked me in the eyes and said, "Good boy. Mistress is going to give you a present for doing exactly what you're told." Then she leaned over and kissed me, kissed me deeply and with great feeling, as she thrust her tongue into my mouth.

I groaned as I kissed her back. I kept up my assault on the cheeks of her ass, massaging with my fingers and pulling her tiny cheeks apart and then pushing them back together. It was a long and wonderful kiss that had us both panting. 

As soon as she pulled away from our kiss I begged her, "Please mistress, please let me see you."

She stood there holding my head and thinking about it. She then released my head and went over to sit in a soft recliner I'd put in the room. 

After seven weeks the fuck room was almost perfectly set up. Most of the supplies and shelves had been moved out to accommodate a standard issue twin sized bed, the recliner, an office desk and hard wooden chair, and of course mirrors on the material covered plywood I'd put up against three of the walls. I'd also put in a heavy carpet to help the walls deaden the sound. Another mirror had been attached to the ceiling directly over the bed. Most of the supplies had been moved out to real supply rooms. All the work had been done by people who had no recollection of doing it. The only shelves left were the ones permanently installed along one whole wall. They were about 10 feet long and two feet deep and now mainly held sex supplies like lube and towels. 

Sara leaned back in the chair and crossed her legs, left leg up. "Crawl over here boy." I quickly did so. 

"Now clean your nasty cum off of my pants."

Uh Oh. This was an unexpected development. Obviously I hadn't been paying attention to what she was thinking before she said it. Just as obviously I could make her believe I did what she ordered, but in for a penny in for a pound I thought. I did however quickly put in her head that she would never make me lick up anything off the floor. 

I started licking my cum off the pants leg of her scrubs. I used big swipes of my tongue and kept my eyes focused on hers. I also gave her another shot of hormones.

While looking at me she slowly pulled her scrub top away from her body so that I was looking up the top and right at her flat chest. She was wearing a cute little training bra designed for adolescents. Nothing else would fit her. The only reason she wore a bra at all was to lessen the stimulation to her nipples from the scrubs which were regularly cleaned with industrial chemicals. 

I groaned and again she thrilled to the fact that a man enjoyed seeing her body. She was determined to let me see all of her.

"You do like this perfect body of mine, don't you boy," she asked as she looked down at me licking her pants.

"Yes mistress, I will do anything you tell me mistress, just let me worship your body mistress."

"Oh I intend to boy. You have, SO FAR," she said loudly, "proven yourself worthy of gazing upon me. But don't you even THINK about touching me."

"Oh mistress, I won't touch you without permission. But mistress," I said as I hung my head in shame, "I will never be able to NOT think about touching you!"

This too thrilled her. She patted my head and said, "Well, I guess that's OK." "Now back up and sit on your heels like a good dog." As soon as I did she stood and came over to stand above me. Again she pulled her top away from her body and let me look up it. Again I groaned.




My TBI becomes Total Brain Instruct Ch. 02



"Good boy," she said as she took the top off. She looked down and saw that my cock was extending. "Very good boy."

She reached behind her in that way women do and undid the clasp of her bra and just let it pop open. Then she leaned just a bit forward and rolled her shoulders so the teeny bra came off her and fell right at my knees. 

Her nipples were rock hard. I could see the sexual excitement in her little girl face with those big brown eyes she had. She was unconsciously licking her little lips. I could smell her thick scent.

I kneeled there panting and twitching with my cock fully hard again as she slowly used her feet to push off each of her sneakers. Then she untied the draw string to her scrubs.

"What do say, boy?"

"You're gorgeous mistress. Please mistress, please show me the rest so that I can properly worship your womanhood."

She stopped holding up her pants so of course they just dropped down as she had no hips for them to get stuck on. Her thin white panties were completely soaked through with her juices so I could see the mat of her full bush. We were both quivering.

"Mistress, I know you said I couldn't touch you but if I licked you through your panties that wouldn't really be touching you would it?" I said as I dumped some more sex hormones in her system.

"I knew you couldn't resist me. You'd be pathetic if you weren't so well trained. On your back boy," she demanded.

I quickly laid down. I could read in her mind how good it felt to be in control and how she almost couldn't wait to feel my big cock. But she intended to make me wait so she resigned herself to her own delay. Besides she thought, I'll be getting off long before I let him. IF I let him.

"Put your hands under your ass so I know you won't be playing with that nasty cock. You should be grateful I let a "man" like you gaze upon me," she said in a voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Oh mistress, I am grateful. Please let me worship you to prove how grateful I am."

My hands were now tightly at my sides and underneath me. She came and stood over my chest looking down at me. The view up her thin little legs was exquisite.

She had a mass of thick brown hair that was sticking out from the sides of her panties. The only thing she had to prove that she wasn't a young girl was her thick pubic hair so she rarely trimmed it and instead wore it like a badge of maturity. I would fix her thinking later but for now she was simply beautiful.

She thought for a minute and then went to the bed to get a pillow which she placed under my head so I was looking down my body and not straight up in the air. Sara then sat down on my chest. I barely felt her weight. 

"Don't you dare move," she demanded. She slid herself up leaving a sticky wet trail on my upper chest until her groin was right beneath my chin. She had her hands behind her on my hips and now she began to gyrate like an exotic dancer rolling her hips up and down and back and forth. The smell of her was growing and I could see in her brain with the flow of naturally occurring chemicals that her excitement was building back up again. 

Put this girl in the right conditions and she became a walking nymphomaniac. 

My cock was rock hard. I didn't move my head as mistress had instructed me not to, but I couldn't help myself from doing something so I kept sticking my tongue out every time her pussy got close to my face. Finally I just lay there with my tongue fully extended just staring into those big brown eyes.

"Nasty boy. Kinky nasty boy. Wanting to put your tongue on my little pussy." 

She brought herself forward so she was on her hands and knees with a knee on each side of my head. She looked back to confirm my hands were still locked under me. Then she rammed her panty covered hairy cunt down on my outstretched tongue.

"Oh fuck," she groaned as she started smearing herself all over my face. I was tonguing her through her panties and alternating that with sucking her as hard as I could. "That's it! Suck it. Suck my cunt you little fuck! Yes, yes, yesss, oh fuck yes." 

"Tongue! More tongue you miserable fuck! Now suck again. Yeah, just like that, oh you're such a good little bitch." 

The higher she went towards a massive orgasm the fouler her language became. Within five minutes she orgasmed again and this one was a biggie that kept cresting and releasing a mass of fluid. I was soaked. Her sweet nectar went right through her already wet panties and all over my face, chin, and neck.

The stimulus proved too great so she rolled off me and lay there panting as she tried to recover.

I was now frantic with the need to come again so I put in her head that it was very important to reward me for being such a good submissive.

After a couple of minutes, that felt like hours to me, she took a deep breath and sat up. I was staring at her with begging eyes. My cock was as big as it would ever get and twitching as it pointed straight at my chin. I put in her head that she needed it, needed it desperately, inside her.

"Perhaps, just this once, I will allow you to gaze upon and touch my pussy. But ONLY with your tongue." 

Her comment was another surprise for me at the depth of her personal control despite my being inside her head suggesting to her what to do.

She took off her panties and straddled me again. But this time she was facing my feet. Again she dropped her tiny ass down and forced my thrusting tongue up into her.

"Keep your tongue up in me you little fuck toy," she demanded as she started to slowly rock her hips. She leaned over and licked down my stomach until she came near the end of my cock. Then she licked further down on either side of my cock without ever touching it. She blew on it. She scraped her finger nails up and down the inside of my thighs. I was getting really frantic now as she teased me like I never would have believed if I hadn't been suffering through it.

She was good. The bitch was really good as a dominatrix. She had spent so much time fantasizing about it that she knew exactly what she wanted to do and how to drive a man absolutely crazy. 

I know I was going crazy and since I'm not really a submissive I had had just about enough. I completely took over her brain and forced her mouth over my cock. 

Ahh. Finally something wet around my aching member. This is going to feel great I thought as I began to thrust. 

Oh shit! This is no good. Her damn mouth is so small that even when I make her jaw go completely slack her lips barely fit around the head and I could only get about an inch and a half in her.

I increased the flow of hormones and put in her head the image of her riding my cock. 

She spun around and placed her little hands over my chest and started squeezing and massaging my nipples much as I'd done with her ass cheeks and she began rubbing herself up and down on my cock. This provided me almost instant relief. Finally my cock was being provided stimulation. I wasn't in her yet but her hairy wet patch sliding up and down my cock felt wonderful.

"You're so perfect mistress. Your so damn perfect," I kept saying as we rocked against in each other in a mutual masturbation frenzy.

Reading her mind I could tell she was perfectly content to just get me off this way and that she thought even that was probably too generous for our first time together. 

Well she had her chance, two of them, I thought as after I'd forced her to suck me I just put in her head to ride me instead of forcing her body to do it. At this stage of the game it's now about me and I want to fuck her and fuck her good.

Her eyes grew large as she suddenly felt my hands on her ass pulling her forward farther than she had been sliding herself up on my cock. I held her in place as I positioned myself at her entrance.

"No!" she screamed, "I haven't given you permission!"

"I guess you'll just have to punish me later," I said as I filled her with one deep thrust. The little nympho began cumming almost immediately.

The feeling of being completely imbedded in her is beyond description. She was so tight that I could feel every millimeter of her fuck canal and every time she orgasmed I could feel the squirt of her cum all over my cock. I kept yanking her tiny body up and down. She was so small that it almost felt like I was jacking myself off using two hands.

Her little fingers were weakly squeezing my chest as she shook her head no and tried to keep up with my assault as her body gave way to the multiple orgasms I was causing.

Meanwhile I was using my powers to keep myself from cumming. The feeling was exquisite and I was determined to make it last. And lucky me I could.

Time for a lesson I thought as I rolled us over so that I was now on top of her. 

I slowed down the in and out pace and began grinding my hips in a small circle every time I was mashed up against her. I was propping myself on my forearms and elbows so that my weight wouldn't feel suffocating to her. Because she was so tiny I was able to reach my hands up and pull and tweak her tiny little nipples as I kept the majority of my weight off her.

I kept kissing that pretty little mouth as I played with her nipples. My face was so covered in her juices that she couldn't help but taste herself. She liked her taste, just like I did.

I stopped her orgasms so she could catch her breath while I leisurely fucked her. It felt great but it was also mindless effort so I decided to experiment using my new found powers to actually rewire her brain circuits. For so long she had told herself that she wasn't beautiful and that no one would love her for who she was that the negative suspicious thoughts she had since adolescence had been hard wired into firm beliefs inside her brain.

I started with the serenity prayer. I let her dwell on each line. I let her see that some things could be changed but not the body she had been given and that as I was now making love to her for who she was, she should learn to love herself for who she was. I changed her belief that she would have to accept a deviant to the firm knowledge that she would find someone who loved her for exactly who she was and to never compromise until she found him. 

I also gave her the firm conviction that it was OK to have dominant tendencies (because they definitely weren't going away) and to trust that it was OK to let a guy know that either before or soon after being intimate with him. From my own personal feelings, as well as my reading of what was now over 60 men, I knew that 90% of guys would love to have a woman dominate them occasionally.

It took much less time than I expected to make these changes and see that they were her new beliefs. Within ten minutes I could see and sense the change in her. 

Time to get back to taking care of me. 

I pulled out of her. We both groaned at the loss of feeling.

"Bend over the couch beautiful, I want to fill you like you've never been filled before." 

She moved quickly to one end of the couch to comply while saying, "You've already done that lover."

The view was unbelievable. From the waist up it looked just like a naked little girl bent over the arm of a couch smiling back in a Lolita kind of seduction. From the waist down it was the 19 year old woman that she was. Very skinny but obviously a full grown woman with a mass of matted brown hair surrounding full vaginal lips, an engorged clitoris, and two rock hard little ass cheeks.

I stepped up behind her and lined my cock up. No way. No way will it fit. How did it ever fit in there? My cock was so wide compared to her little girl body. I froze.

"Stop teasing me and shove it in you bastard," she panted as she quickly snaked a hand under her to spread her lips apart. "Do it! Do it now!"

Who am I to argue with a woman in need? 

So I did. I thrust my hips forward and impaled her. She came. The only reason I didn't was because of my powers. 

Looking down I saw my wide cock obscenely splitting her little girl body in two. I grabbed those little ass cheeks and went to town. She grunted every time I hit bottom but she felt no pain, she just had the most wonderful feeling of fullness. 

"Uh. Uh. Uh. Oh fuck it's so good. It's so good to be fucked. I love your cock!" she exclaimed as she started to rock back against me and gyrate her tiny little ass. 

"I love it. I love your tight little cunt. I love your ass. I love those miniscule little tits. I love fucking you." I yelled.

I kept thrusting and thrusting and thrusting and I just couldn't get enough. It was sooo tight. She felt so damn good. 

"I'm going fuck you into next week," I grunted as my pistoning cock became a blur.

"Yes! Fuck me. Fuck me into next week!"

But all good things must come to an end. 

I needed to cum. I needed it so bad. I wanted her to cum with me so I put in her brain the sight I was seeing of my hugely wide looking cock splitting her in two and that sent my little nymphomaniac right over the top again and as she let go so did I. I squirted buckets of jism into that tight little pussy as we both screamed out our release. 

Thank god the room was sound proofed.

We were covered in sweat and exhausted and soon found ourselves wrapped up in each other and lying on the couch. 

I woke up with the angry thoughts of her boss in my mind. Uh oh. Sara was definitely missed. I immediately had her boss "remember" that she had sent Sara to the Company office on an errand and had told her to then take the afternoon off. 

Sara was asleep beside me and she looked worn out. Well a gazillion orgasms will do that I thought with a smile. Come to think of it I'd only had two orgasms and I was worn out. So I gave myself the afternoon off also, picked her up and carried her to the bed for a proper nap. A couple of hours later I sent a happier, more confident, but now unaware of our encounter Sara back to her roommates.

It was two days ago, almost two weeks after I first saw her that my "love" for Samantha came crashing down in a big way which has led to her being forced to her knees with her mouth wide open and awaiting my cock.

Until then, we were all still completely enamored of Samantha. The surgeons loved her as she was an excellent surgical nurse, never getting flustered or handing the doctor something other than what he called for. Her peers loved her as she seemed to take joy in being with them and a part of the team. The patients loved her as she was beautiful and she made them feel like she only wanted them to get better. Her subordinates loved her as she never had a cross word and all her requests were reasonable. 

I'm ashamed to admit I spent a lot of time watching her through others eyes and then fucking the shit out of Commander Krause and Leah. 

So what happened? I finally touched her two days ago and saw in her own head how she despised all of us. Everyone. No one could ever come close to even being marginally acceptable in her eyes. She hid it all with a nice and beautiful exterior but inside she was a mean, hateful, ice cold bitch.

She thought we were all stupid. She thought the stupid little Soldiers and Marines deserved their injuries for being stupid enough to join up. She especially despised Marines. Because I was the one constant Marine she had seen in the past 10 days and because I was the one who sought out her beautiful smile each day and made a point of talking as long as I could to her each day she especially despised that "stupid Captain X."

It was like getting a knife in the gut. I mean since I'd picked up my skill I'd confirmed what we all know, that people say one thing while thinking or meaning something entirely different. But she was so mean, so over the top with hate that it literally took my breath away and I cried out. 

I cried out because her thought, when I inadvertently touched her, for just a second, as we moved a severely wounded Marine onto the operating table was, "I hope he dies." But it wasn't even the thought, it was the complete venom behind it that shocked and scared me.

I was doing my usual thing and hanging out in the waiting room when mass casualties started coming in from a chow hall suicide bombing at one of the other compounds. I was quickly recruited to help bring patients into the operating room after they were triaged. The second guy to the OR was this young Lance Corporal who'd gotten a huge piece of shrapnel right through his gut. 

I wasn't wearing gloves and as Samantha stretched across the operating room table to help move him off the gurney her sleeve pulled up and the back of my fingers touched her wrist. It was like getting an electric shock and I screamed. That was how vile her thoughts were.

"OH!" I screamed. Everyone just stared at me.

"Uh, sorry, must be a touch of PTSD. But I'm OK now." 

Everyone could see I was shaken up and of course none of them knew the real reason. 

Samantha was first to say, with genuine sounding concern in her voice, "It's OK Capt X, we all understand." Her inner thoughts were an entirely different matter. "You're pathetic. I wish you were up here on the table and in pain just like he is. Fucking worthless Marines."

I took a deep breath and weakly smiled at everyone and got back to work helping out as best I could. 

I immediately put Samantha Fucking Spiedel in her folder in my brain and turned off reading all her thoughts. Then I went and touched every patient and used my skills to completely turn off their pain and give them the mental strength to accept their limitations if they lost a body part. Meanwhile I helped out physically with the moving of patients and donated blood. It was a long day.

Yesterday, after I worked up my nerve, I opened the Samantha Speidel file. It was horrible and there was absolutely no reason for it. She had loving parents and grand parents. She came from an upper middle class back ground and was raised in a good neighborhood with good schools. Only one thing stood out as a reason for her hate and for her dislike of Marines. But it wasn't a good reason in my mind. Not for the level of response she had taken things to. More about the reason later.

In the light of day though, I had to admit that she hadn't ever done anything wrong. She hadn't let a patient die even though she wished they all would. She hadn't back stabbed any of her "friends," even though she thought they were all idiots. She hadn't stolen anything from anyone. Her thoughts were horrible but her actions were exactly as she had been brought up to act. 

If I hadn't been reading well over a hundred other people I might have just thought this was normal. But it isn't. Most of us have shitty thoughts but we get over them and in fact most of us are really pretty transparent to someone who pays attention. If someone is racist my power just confirms what I thought before I touch them and verify it. I've had a lot of fun guessing what people are going to be like before I touch them and I'm about 75% accurate. In Samantha's case I was 100% wrong.

I had been nice to her. I had thought I was in love with her. That the bitch had fooled me into thinking she liked me, well that was an issue that wasn't going to go unaccounted for. 

The problem with absolute power is that it lets you do things you wouldn't normally do. 

Well I don't see it as a problem but you might.

So after a lot of thought I decided I would put this evil bitch in her place and give her an opportunity, just one, to change her ways.

I had the CO of the hospital give her a day off for the great job she did with the mass casualties. I had him order her to disappear telling her that he absolutely didn't want to see her hanging around. She'd earned a break and she damn well better take it.

She showed up to fuck room at 0630 right when I told her to. Normally I don't get up until around then. But this morning I got up early, shaved carefully, and then went and had a big breakfast. Gotta keep the strength up when one has a full day of fucking in front of them.




My TBI becomes Total Brain Instruct Ch. 02



Like Sara, Samantha had no idea why she suddenly found herself outside a storage room and why she felt compelled to open the door. The view when she entered was a bit different though.

I was sitting in the recliner in my usual patient scrub type pants and t-shirt.

"Come in Samantha, lock the door please. I want to make sure we aren't disturbed today."

Her "knows she's a good looking woman and therefore vulnerable to a strong guy" internal alarm went off. She realized just by my calm expression and the tone that accompanied my words that something just wasn't quite kosher. Her immediate intent was to say no and turn and leave.

Of course what she did instead was what I controlled her to do which was say nothing and lock the door as I asked.

This completely freaked her out but despite all her thoughts of screaming and running away all she could do was just stand there looking at me. She was as beautiful as always. Because it was a day off she had dressed in jeans and a button down shirt. Her strawberry blond hair was pulled back into a ponytail. 

I looked at her like the piece of meat she was.

"I really appreciate your coming here today. I've been looking forward to fucking you."

Her eyes got big and her respiration went up as her fight or flight response fully kicked in---yet she found she couldn't move. Not a muscle.

"You don't have to worry though Sam, when this Marine fucks you you'll cum. In fact you're going to cum a lot today. Not that I think you deserve to, it's just that I love watching a woman orgasm. You can speak now."

"Wha, wha, what's the matter with me? What have you done?"

"Well you're a medical professional I would have thought it was pretty obvious---I've taken over your brain," I calmly told her.

"That's impossible!"

Her eyes got big as her hands pulled her blouse out of her jeans and started undoing the buttons. Her own thoughts and commands to her body were to stop her hands and to run out of the room on her legs but of course I easily overrode those signals.

"Stop it!" she screamed. She was so scared that her voice went really high and loud which was annoying to say the least so again I shut down her ability to speak.

As she finished undoing her buttons and took her blouse off I started her lesson. "You know what bitch? I really liked you. Everyone you've met here likes you. But you don't like anybody. You're a conceited, stuck up, snake in the grass, mean, BITCH!" 

I continued as she kicked off her shoes and began undoing her jeans. "You actually wished that poor Marine in there yesterday would die. You actually wished I was that Marine!" I thundered at her.

"For that you're going to pay," I said calmly as I got myself back under control.

She stood there, unable to move or speak, in a pale blue panties and bra set that perfectly matched the color of her eyes. The material of the lingerie set was really sheer and transparent so I clearly see her nipples and bush. 

She was magnificent. Her C cup breasts were up high on her chest and capped by puffy nipples that were on the upward slope. I couldn't wait to get my mouth on them.

She was obviously well trimmed down below with no pubic hair sticking out from her panties and, from what I could see through them, her strawberry blonde hair was just a shade darker than what was on her head. I couldn't wait to get my mouth on her there either.

"You know Sam," I said conversationally, "You don't mind if I call you that do you? I mean it hardly seems right to call the woman I'm going to fuck today Captain Spiedel or bitch," I said to her as I emphasized with my voice and a leering look the word fuck, "anyway as I was saying, you know Sam, you kind of confuse me, I mean how can a woman as smart as you be so fucking stupid?"

"You have family and friends that adore you, yet you hate them. Why? From what I can tell it's because they have had good sexual experiences and are obviously enjoying their lives. You had one, ONE, bad sexual experience, yet you hate everyone. You hate all men, and especially Marines, just because the bad experience was with a Marine. You hate all women just because they're able to enjoy sex. I mean you are just a complete fucking idiot."

I continued, "Did you ever, I mean EVER, think that maybe one bad experience doesn't mean every experience is going to be bad? Are you so fucking stupid, cold, and mean that you can't have happiness for their sake when your family and friends are enjoying their life?"

For a long minute I just stared at her and let her think about the words I said. I could tell they had no effect, she was scared but she didn't want to listen. I sighed, "You may speak."

"You're wrong. You, you don't know anything about me. I love my family and friends. I have a wonderful sex life with a very special man---as a matter of fact we're thinking about getting married."

I just shook my head as I forced her to her knees. "Listen slow one, did I not tell you I have taken over your brain? That means not just your bodily functions. That means I KNOW every single thought and every single experience you've ever had."

I made her put her left hand down her panties and had her right hand cup her left breast as I continued, "When you were three your grandmother, Nana to you, let you help her bake chocolate chip cookies, at the time you thought it was the best day of your life and you swore in your little brain you would never forget it---though of course you did. But I am all powerful and I can see it." With that I reconnected her synapses and the memory came flooding back to where she could relive it again, to include the wonderful smells---of her grandmother's perfume, of the cookies, of the dog at their feet.

Tears sprang up and streamed down her face. Now we're getting somewhere I thought. I had her move her hand from her breast and put two fingers in her mouth and made them go in and out like a cock while I had her slobber all over them like a cock sucking pro.

"Let's now remember your one, ONE, sexual experience with our stupid Marine, Lance Corporal Jonathan Griggs". 

Now this memory was obviously up front in her brain as it had affected her whole life since then. But all she remembered was how wronged she'd been by the idiot. I had her see the wonderful feelings she'd had before and right up to his premature ejaculation. The feelings of joy and excitement. The sights and sounds and smells. How completely nervous they both were. I had her re-see how young they both were, he was 18 and she was only 16. 

I had her see how it was largely HER fault because she had disobeyed. I had her remember the conversations with her parents about waiting until she was 17 before dating and their strict rules against going to the nearby Marine Corps Base. I had her remember her lies to them and that she kept lying to them for weeks in order to sneak out and join this young Marine whom she'd met in a mall. But most of all I had her remember the feeling she'd had then that despite the premature ejaculation and her not even getting close to orgasm that she really liked the guy and had faith that it would get better as well as her relief that she wasn't a virgin any more.

She didn't need any help remembering how he'd gotten drunk that weekend and bragged to his friends that he'd popped her cherry. She didn't need any help remembering how terrified and hurt she'd been when his immature friends called her and asked if "they could have a piece of her fine ass too."

I moved her hands back to her side. Her tears were really pouring out now. "So Sam it really isn't wise to try to lie to me."

"OK! I get it. Just leave me alone."

"No." I said as I sent an instruction to Leah to come to me.

While we were waiting on Leah I had Sam get in front of me. Then I had her spread her legs about shoulder width apart. She stood there panting with fear in just her pale blue panties and bra. Her nipples were hard but it wasn't from excitement as I wasn't allowing her any sex hormones at all. Close up her breasts looked perfect. They were completely symmetrical and firmly planted high on her chest with just a slight gap between them. I couldn't wait to titty fuck her. She smelled wonderfully clean and fresh.

"I already told you, I'm going to fuck you today---and lucky for you I'm going to ensure you enjoy it. Now go and unlock the door for our visitor. While we're waiting for her I'm even going to tell you what is going to happen. I'm going to have you watch two people having sex and enjoying it. You're so fucked up in the head that you refuse to even go to a movie or watch a TV show if people are going to end up kissing or in bed."

"NO! I won't let you! You can't ma.." I shut her down in mid sentence and had her straddle my hand and sensuously start rubbing herself all over my cupped fingers. Because I wasn't letting any hormones be released she wasn't getting any enjoyment out of it but she was getting an important lesson. Her eyes were huge and her thoughts and attempts at body control were all about stopping herself---but of course I was the one in control. 

I may have been in complete control of her but I was barely in control of myself. The closeness and smell of her was driving me crazy and I almost just said fuck it and released the hormones and had my way with her.

But I took a deep breath and said, "I CAN make you. I can make you do ANYTHING. No go unlock the door as you were instructed.

Reading her mind its funny, she's more scared of watching sex and getting excited by doing so than of knowing I'm going to fuck her. Not by much though. 

She had let her one experience so fuck her up in the head that she repressed all her natural feelings. As far as I could tell this is what had led to her resentment and anger and hate towards everyone else.

After Sam unlocked the door I had her return to me and stand just off to my left. Leah soon came in and locked the door. She said, "Good morning Captain Speidel", and immediately came over to me and pulled my head in for a kiss as she grabbed my ass.

"Oh god I'm so horny," Leah said as she yanked down my pants on her way down to her knees. She pulled out my cock. 

"You and me both," I said as I grabbed the side of her head and thrust into her open mouth.

Sam closed her eyes. I immediately opened them, tilted her head down so she had a perfect view of my thrusts into Leah's mouth and said, "Watch cunt, you have to learn to do this." 

Leah looked up at me in confusion. "Not you honey. Capt Speidel is a frigid bitch and we're going to teach her how to be a good little slut just like you." Leah smiled as best she could with her mouth stretched wide around my thick cock and nodded her head vigorously.

"So start teaching."

Leah slooowly pulled her mouth back as she sucked as hard as she could which hollowed out her cheeks. She made sure to make a big popping sound as I came out.

"Never use your teeth. Keep your tongue moving at all times. It's important to really open your mouth as wide as you can. Slobber a lot too, guys really like it the wetter you make it." She opened her mouth just as wide as she could and looked up at me.

I smiled and rammed it home and to my everlasting enjoyment she proceeded to demonstrate her fantastic technique to Capt Speidel.

I moved my right hand to the back of Leah's head and grabbed a handful of her hair and pushed my left hand down her scrub top. As instructed, she wasn't wearing a bra so I was able to immediately get a handful of her wonderfully large and soft breast. As soon as I started playing with her nipple she shoved a hand down her pants and started to masturbate. We were both in seventh heaven grunting and groaning as my cock was sawing in and out and in and out.

Sam wanted to turn away or close her eyes but I wouldn't let her and she soon gave up. The more she watched the more mesmerized she became so I let just a trickle of hormones begin.

I desperately needed to cum and I knew exactly what I needed to make it a good one.

"Kiss me," I said as I pulled my hand from Leah's top and wrapped it around Sam's waist and brought her close. Her mind was screaming NO but of course her mouth was already puckering up as I shifted my hand down to that perfect ass and locked lips with her.

She was a lousy kisser but it didn't matter, she tasted and smelled fantastic and her ass felt wonderful as I groped it while yanking Leah's head back and forth on my pistoning cock. I forced my tongue between Sam's barely used lips and as soon as I felt the inside of her mouth I lost it as I came in huge spurts in Leah's mouth. 

Of course she swallowed it all.

As soon as I could see straight again and regained my composure I looked down at Leah and said, "Prepare yourself."

She immediately turned over so she was on her hands and knees and stuck her big ass in the air. She looked back at me with complete lust in her eyes and said, "Hurry sir, I really need it bad."

I ignored her and forced Samantha to her knees. 

Leah, seeing that I was going to make her wait and beg like I often did, immediately dropped her head down to the floor as she reached back between her legs with her left hand and started diddling her clit and moaning for me to please please fuck her.

"Get it wet, Captain," I said to the bitch now on her knees in front of me.

"After all, we can't be sure that Leah is wet enough for my big cock without a little lubrication first." 

After freezing her in place with no control over anything but her tongue I said to her, "Show me. Show your master how you're going to use your tongue all over my cock."

Of course she didn't.

Stupid and stubborn.

"I guess you need a lesson as you seem to have not paid attention earlier." 

"Leah, the Captain didn't understand. Until she does you aren't getting any of my cock."

"You're also not allowed to play with yourself either," I said as I stopped her from touching herself. 

Well that definitely had the desired effect as Leah immediately jumped up and grabbed Sam's hair and yanked her head back and said, "You are NOT allowed to keep me from Masters cock! Now show me you paid attention!" She shoved the fingers she'd just been frigging herself with into Sam's beautiful mouth and started sawing them back and forth and in and out.

Poor Sam. She just wouldn't learn as she defiantly refused to move her unfrozen tongue. 

Obviously this enraged Leah. More importantly it turned her on. She wasn't sure what was going on but she knew without a doubt that I was in complete control and would not let things get so out of hand that she would somehow get in trouble once this was all over. 

I decided to let Leah run with it as I'd just cum and wasn't so frantic with need any more. Leah on the other hand was more than ready to cum. She'd never been in a position to dominate someone and it turned her on to no end to think she could freely do so to an officer.

She started spanking Sam. Hard spanks. "You WILL obey. You will ALWAYS obey the master." As soon as she started the spanking I released Sam's hormones and flooded her with oestrogen and progesterone. She immediately got wet. I could see her already hard nipples extend just a bit. She couldn't help but notice in the mirrors around the room how her tits bounced every time she got spanked.

Leah kept spanking and shouting at Sam, "ME, you will obey ME too!" Inside Sam's head I could see her frantically trying to shout, "OK, OK, I understand" but of course I wasn't letting her speak which just drove Leah to spank her harder.

Sam looked up at me with frantic and imploring eyes and after I gave her a look which clearly communicated I am the Master I nodded to her as I released her ability to talk.

"OK! OK! Anything you say, just stop spanking me!"

Leah immediately stopped while thinking, "Thank god, my poor arm was wearing out." She yanked back on Sam's hair and said, "Mistress."

"Wha, What?" said Sam

"Mistress. Mistress you stupid bitch. You will always call me Mistress!" Leah said as she started spanking Sam again. This time the spanks weren't really hard they were mainly just so Leah could feel Sam's ass and watch it jiggle as she hit her. I could read the excitement in Leah, she was loving this.

"Mistress! Yes Mistress," shouted Sam.

"Better. Now prove to the master that you learned the lesson I gave you in cock sucking." Leah shoved her fingers in Sam's mouth and Sam immediately started sucking and tonguing Leah's fingers. She was awkward and obviously a complete novice but she was finally doing what she was told. 

I rewarded her with another dose of hormones and a clear picture of the enjoyment Leah always got from sucking my cock. I put in her brain that she too could and would enjoy sex just as much as Leah obviously did.

"Stop," I commanded. Both froze. Very good I thought.

"Leah," I said. She knew and immediately yanked her hand out of Sam's mouth and got down on all fours beside her.

"I'm ready master. Please give me your wonderful cock master."

"Get it wet, Captain," I said again as I stood in front of her with my cock pointing straight out. Her thoughts were of complete surrender and acceptance of my mastery over her and she leaned forward and took me in her mouth. The triple dose of hormones and my promise that she would enjoy the sex also had a big effect. 

Once I was in and she was sucking it, she couldn't get over how fat it was and how it actually felt kind of good as she awkwardly tried swirling her tongue around it.

"Oh shit," groaned as I reached down and started pulling on a nipple though her sheer bra while releasing more hormones into her. She started grunting and instinctively rocking her hips back and forth.

Poor Leah was going crazy because I hadn't given her permission to play with herself. "Master, I need you master," she pleaded.

"Wait little one. Good things come to those who wait. Besides I'm busy over here," I said as I put a hand on each side of Sam's head and started to fuck her mouth. 

"Play with yourself my newest little cunt," I said to Sam. She eased her hand down to her sex---and began touching herself for the first time other than to wash in over 5 years. Despite the hormones and the stimulation she wouldn't cum. She was so convinced that she couldn't that she had made it a self fulfilling prophecy.

"Leah, until Sam cums I'm not going to fuck you."

"She'll cum Master, she's going to cum really soon," Leah said as she rolled onto her back and forced her head between Sam's legs. Leah reached up and grabbed Sam's perfect ass and pulled her panty covered cunt right down on top of her mouth. 

That was all it took. Sam had been watching herself sucking my cock in one of the many mirrors I had around the room and soon as Sam felt Leah's mouth and tongue over her sex and saw herself humping Leah's face she exploded.

She pulled back so that my cock came out of her mouth because she could barely breathe. She needed to breathe. As soon as she caught her breath she started to scream and her eyes rolled back. 

"OHHHHH, Ohhh my god, I'M CUMMING, I'm cumming Master. Oh my god I'm cummmmmminnnng. Ug Uh Uhhh, I'm cumming all over your face Mistress. I can Cum! I can CUM! Ug, Ug, Oh FUCK. Oh my god it's so good. Cumming is SOOO GOOOD!"

Once she was done shaking and her pretty little eyes came back to seeing again I said to her, "Good girl. Your going to learn to be a good slut aren't you?" and I shoved my cock back into her mouth. She looked up at me with adoring eyes and nodded as she sucked.

"Leah."

Leah immediately got back into position and I pulled myself from Sam's mouth and said, "Watch." Sam eagerly moved herself to a better position along side Leah. I thrust forward and forced all 6.5 inches into Leah's wonderfully soft and wet pussy. It felt so good. She was molten lava inside and it was just like being home after a long trip away. She immediately came and started bucking and grunting and groaning through multiple orgasms as I gripped her hips and started to bang away.




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Sam was fascinated. She couldn't believe how big my cock was yet Leah's cunt was absorbing it with ease and it was pretty damn obvious that she loved getting fucked. Sam shivered with the thought that I had told her I was going to fuck her today. She was getting anxious to try it and see if she could enjoy it as much as Leah did.

I pulled myself from Leah and pushed my cream covered cock towards Sam. "Suck it Sam. Suck Leah's cum off my cock." 

There was absolutely no hesitation and she immediately complied with my order. Finally. One good orgasm and it's amazing the changes that are possible . 

"Use one hand to masturbate as you suck me, use the other to stroke my cock. Yeah. Like that. Just like that. Now twist your hand as you stroke me. OOOH FUCK THAT'S GOOD!"

Sam couldn't believe how good her fingers felt on herself and she was so excited to please me because I'd somehow allowed her to feel the enjoyment of sex. Soon we were both grunting and groaning with pleasure. 

I was semi aware that Leah was now flat on her back and shoving the fingers of one hand in and out of her pussy while pulling on a nipple as she stared at the hot scene in front of her. 

But the very great majority of my attention was focused on Sam. My beautiful Sam was really into it now. She had shoved a hand down her panties and was frantically frigging her clit as she looked up at me with wide eyes and jerked my cock in and out of her obscenely stretched mouth.

I looked down at her and ordered, "Cum. Both of my sluts. Cum now." And of course they did.

I pulled out of Sam's mouth and she crumpled to the floor beside Leah. She was totally exhausted. Leah laid there with hers legs spread wide and a satisfied expression on her face. 

I gave Sam a shot of adrenalin as I mounted Leah. It felt so damn good to be imbedded in her always welcoming cunt. She pushed her big tits up to my lips and I sucked away as I sawed away. Sam was lying on her side watching us as she recovered.

"It's time Sam. It's time for you to experience the cock of your master like good slut Leah here," I said as I bottomed my cock into Leah and ground my pubic bone against her clit and made her orgasm again.

"Cumming Master! I'm cumming for you. I always cum for you!" Leah screamed as she flailed away beneath me and said the things I'd put into her brain.

As expected Sam couldn't wait to see if she would feel the same way. I gave her some more oestrogen and progesterone to make sure she did.

"You're over dressed Sam," I said as I pulled my cock out of Leah's wet hole. 

She quickly yanked off her panties and then sat up. She undid her bra and pulled it off. She looked at me with expectant and questioning eyes. I just raised my eyebrows and looked back at her. 

She quickly got into the same position Leah had. On her hands and knees. Looking back at me. Subservient and ready to be mounted and dominated. I'd fucked a lot of women in the last couple of months. None of them could even come close to what I saw in front of me.

Her ass was perfect. Firm and round and blemish free. Her legs were perfect. Toned and smooth. She flared perfectly from her ass to a nice small waist that then gradually widened out to a very feminine but athletic back. Her strawberry blond hair was in a now loose ponytail that hung down her back slightly past her shoulders. I could just see the swell of the sides of her breasts. Her cunt was perfect. She'd shaved on either side of her lips so that her pubic hair wouldn't stick out when she wore a swim suit. She didn't have big floppy outer lips. Like every other part of her they were just right with a touch of pink visible. 

I couldn't wait to taste her. Well actually I could. What I couldn't wait to do was fuck her.

"Put your head on the floor. Now reach back and open yourself up for me." I slid my cock up and down her slit which was dripping wet. I stayed outside just pushing it back and forth over her clit and her spreading fingers. 

"Beg." 

"Please. Please Master, please fuck me. Please fuck me with your big cock."

I pushed myself in, right past the ring of her vagina and then started doing small strokes never putting more than two inches in her.

"Fuck you like this? Is this what you wanted Sam?"

She lifted up just a bit and shook her head and groaned, "No Master. All of it. I want it all."

I went in another 2 inches and started again, this time never going more than 4 inches in her as I stroked in and out with a steady pace. 

She couldn't believe how good it felt. She couldn't believe the feeling of fullness. Her head was back on the floor and her eyes were closed as I held onto her hips as I sawed in and out of her.

"Thank you Master. Thank you so much. I loved being fucked Master. I love your cock."

I grabbed her pony tail and pulled her head up and put her fully on her hands and knees as I opened her eyes. "Look at yourself Sam. You're beautiful. All women are beautiful when they're being properly fucked." 

She saw it in the mirror right in front of her. She saw how beautiful she was as her head was pulled back and held high and her breasts swayed back and forth with each thrust of my cock. It was the most stimulating sight she had ever seen and she immediately came.

"Oh shit, oh my god, its its its happening again. I'm CUMMING! I'm cumming again!"

I put her new found thrill of voyeurism in her file as I said, "Good girl. Good sluts cum when they're on their Masters cock." 

As soon as she started to come down from her orgasm I said, "Now it is time for you to experience all of my cock," and with that I pulled her all the way back on my 6.5 inches until she felt my stomach against her ass and my balls slap up against her clit for the first time. Then I just held her there as I made her cum again.

She went absolutely ape and it took all of my powers not to cum with her as she grunted and groaned and squirted her beautiful girl juice all over my cock. Leah was watching us and had her legs fully spread as she frantically rubbed her clit again while pulling one of her nipples up to her mouth to suck on.

I pulled out of Sam. She cried out with the loss, "No master. Please no. Please give me back your beautiful cock. Please fill me again. I love it. I love your cock."

"Samantha," I said as I gave her a huge dose of the love hormone oxytocin to completely bind her to me, "I promised myself that I would be fucking you all day today, now get on the bed."

I was determined to experience my first orgasm inside of Sam in the missionary position so that I could look in her eyes as I came. I put the picture of us in that position in her head.

My beautiful Sam hurried to the bed and yanked the covers down, got in the middle of the bed and spread open her arms and legs with a picture of complete love on her face.

I dumped way too much serotonin and melatonin into Leah's brain and said, "Leah, go to sleep". She went out just like a light.

I wanted my first orgasm inside Sam to be special and just the two of us. I draped a blanket over the sleeping Leah and walked to the bed.

I got on my knees on the bed and moved up along side her and held onto the headboard as I put my cock up near Sam's face.

"There is nothing ever wrong with doing what feels good when it comes to sex between two consenting adults Sam. Do you want to suck my cock? Do want to suck your own juices off my cock? You can watch yourself in the mirror. Do you want to watch yourself sucking a big cock, Sam? I bet you do. I bet you won't be able to keep from playing with your pretty little cunt when you watch yourself sucking a cock," I said this as I gripped the headboard with my right hand and started playing with her perfect breasts with my left.

I almost came just from feeling her tits. Again it took my power to stop myself from shooting a stream of jism. Her breasts were perfect. Firm but not hard. Each one completely filled my hand and I kept alternating between them as I spoke to her, "You like the taste of cock already, don't you honey?"

She nodded as she opened her mouth wide and licked her lips, unconsciously doing what a porn star would do.

"Holy fuck," I said as I felt her lips and tongue on me as I entered her hot mouth. I started pulling on her puffy nipples. "Look at yourself Sam, look at you sucking cock."

She looked up into the mirror on the ceiling and saw herself. She saw her legs spread wide and her mouth stretched wide around a cock. My manipulation of her breasts and nipples was sending direct electrical impulses to her clit and she just had to rub herself down there. 

She couldn't get enough of it all. She loved the sight. She loved the taste of herself on my cock. She loved how my cock felt in her mouth. She loved how my hands on her breasts and her hand on her clit was bringing her close to orgasm again. And now she knew exactly why sex was the big deal it was with people and why one would do almost anything to get good sex like this.

I pulled out of her mouth and mounted her. I drove myself all the way in and we both groaned in ecstasy. I bottomed out with the head of my cock up against her cervix. I kept myself fully seated with our pubic bones mashed together as I slowly gyrated and started whispering in her ear, "Look now Sam. Look at yourself being fucked."

I began fucking her with slooow out-strokes and hard and fast in-strokes, each as deep as I could force myself, as I continued to whisper directions and questions in her ear, "Grab my ass Sam. Wider, spread your legs wider Sam. Do you like it? Do you like being fucked? Do you like watching yourself being fucked?"

She grunted and squealed each time I bottomed out as she tried to answer my questions. 

"Uhg. Oh shit. Ug. I love getting, Ug. Fucked by you, UHG. I love it. Ug. I love, UHG. Watching it, ug. More, please give, Ug. I need. Ug. More."

She was a complete participant. She loved seeing me on top of her. She loved feeling the power in my ass every time I thrust forward. 

She couldn't stand how I was teasing her with the slow out-strokes though so she was using her hands and arms to pull me in faster and faster. 

I finally put my mouth on hers for another taste of those perfect lips. She wasn't the best kisser at first but it didn't take long at all until she was up there with the top 10. I couldn't get enough of her taste and smell and she couldn't get enough of mine.

We were both completely oblivious to the world and lost in the perfectness of the moment. I am so blessed to have perfect recall as I doubt a day will go by that I don't bring back the memory of being with her.

We came at the same time, groaning and grunting through our locked lips.

I woke up to a sloppy blow job. As soon as Leah saw that I was awake she stopped sucking and climbed on top of me and slammed herself down. She started grinding against me as she fed those big tits into my mouth. "Did you miss me Master? I missed you. You fucked her good didn't you Master? You were both out cold and she still is."

I took my lips off Leah's nipple and turned my head. Beautiful Sam was next to me. She was definitely out cold. My cock lurched just looking at her. Leah felt it. She put her hand on my chin to hold my head in that position and keep me looking at Sam as she leaned down and started talking to me in between sticking her tongue in my ear.

"She is beautiful isn't she Master? Keep looking at her Master. Oh yeah, looking at her makes your cock even bigger. Oh Fuck! Yeah, like that, fuck me like that as you look at her," Leah grunted as I grabbed her big ass and started thrusting up into her.

Sam was starting to stir from the noise Leah was making and the rocking of the bed. As soon as she was conscious I said, "Kiss me." It was pure heaven to fuck Leah as I kissed Sam.

Sam couldn't take her eyes off of Leah's chest as Leah rode me. Reading Sam's thoughts I could see she was fascinated by her breasts.

"Suck them." Sam looked at me. "We both know you want to, now do it." 

Leah didn't wait. She grabbed the back of Sam's head and pulled her mouth onto her breast. She adjusted so her nipple went into Sam's mouth. As soon as Sam started sucking I could feel Leah's cunt clamp down.

Both Leah and I groaned. "She's doing it Master. She's sucking my tit. And you're fucking me Master. I'm being sucked and fucked, yes, yes, yes, oh sucking and fucking yes!"

"You like that don't you slut? You like having her lips on you?"

"Yes Master, she has wonderful lips."

"You want to kiss her lips don't you slut Leah?"

She had a little mini orgasm as she imagined it happening. "Oh yes Master, please Master, please make her kiss me."

"I'm not going to have to make her, slut Leah. Isn't that right slut Samantha?" Sam just nodded. She couldn't take her mouth off Leah's nipple, it tasted too good.

"Sit on my face Sam I said as I put a picture of what we were going to do into her naïve little head. Her eyes got big and she quickly scrambled into place with a knee on either side of my head.

Leah pulled Sam to her and started making out with her as she rode my fat cock. They couldn't keep their hands off each other and I couldn't keep my hands off Sam's firm thighs and ass as I held her down on my thrusting tongue. It was just awkward enough that I didn't have to use my powers to keep myself from cumming.

That was far from the case with the girls though. Within seconds they were both cumming like gangbusters with slut Leah going off like a fire cracker first and slut Samantha quickly following her lead.

Soon each flopped down to either side of me panting heavily. It was really tight on the twin size bed. Not that they were in any shape to recognize it. My need they did recognize though as it was standing straight up in plain sight.

Well trained slut Leah was first to respond, quickly reaching out and wrapping her hand around my cock. "Time for another lesson," she happily said to Sam as she began to slowly pump me. "Have you ever heard of a hand job?"

"No Mistress," Sam said with big eyes as she shook her head. Both Leah and I thrilled to hear Sam call her Mistress. 

"Well I'll teach you then. Put your hand on his cock and do what I'm doing." As soon as Sam did so, Leah let go and scrambled off the bed and went over to the shelves where we kept our supplies. She got some lube and came back to the bed and gave me a big wet sloppy French kiss before continuing her instructions to Sam.

"Master loves a good hand job, especially when we play secretary and the boss or nurse and the patient games." Seeing Sam's confusion Leah added, "Don't worry I'll explain everything later. Right now you just need to learn how to give Master a proper hand job."

"Yes Mistress."

Leah poured the lube over my cock as Sam's pretty little hand jacked me off. 

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck that feels so damn good," I said as the lube completely covered my cock. Sam loved how she could move her hand faster. Needless to say so did I .

Leah moved down so she was opposite Sam again. "Let go," she said to Sam. My cock slapped against my belly. 

"Now watch how to do it," she said as she slowly and teasingly ran her finger all the way up and down the underside of my cock. "It's very important to vary your technique," she said as she lightly gripped just the sides between her thumb and fore finger and started jerking me off while keeping me against my stomach.

She took just the tip of her finger to the underside of my circumcised head while saying, "Men are really sensitive right here." My groans gave truth to what she said. "The key is to keep the man from cumming too soon so you maximize his pleasure. You don't have to worry about it with Master as he has complete control over himself, but you will with any normal man. Most of the time you have to completely take your hands off his cock to keep him from cumming. Others, rookies," she added disdainfully "will tell you that if you squeeze really hard at the base of a mans cock it will keep him from cumming, not true in most cases." 

Leah then gave the most amazing demonstration of her complete mastery of the various techniques to give a hand job. I had to constantly use my powers to keep myself from erupting. Our newest slut, Captain Samantha Spiedel, couldn't believe how turned on she got just watching a sex act and was soon frigging her now hypersensitive clit yet again. I was so close I thought about letting go and cumming all over her but I really wanted to cum when she was the one jacking me off.

"Stop." Both froze. "Switch positions." Once Sam was on her knees beside me and had her gorgeous little hand on my cock and Leah was again lying beneath me with her legs spread I said, "Slut Sam you may show me what you've learned." She immediately went to work and began doing what she'd so closely watched. After a minute I stopped holding myself back but she was just awkward enough that while it felt great it wasn't enough to put me over the edge. After a couple of minutes I wanted to cum but I wasn't going to make myself.

"Sometimes it's more important to get a guy off than to tease him," I told Sam. "Slut, you have two minutes to get me off or I won't let you cum again for a week." 

Her eyes got huge and she immediately started jacking me off furiously while Leah yelled instructions to her.

"Faster Sam, now twist your hands as you jack him off, faster you stupid cunt, stop trying to tease him, concentrate on pleasing him. Come on you can do it."

I was groaning and thrusting but time was running out when Leah yelled the golden words of inspiration that had hit her brain, "Kiss him! He can't resist your kisses!" Sam quickly reached up and pulled my head to her and as soon as her sweet lips touched mine it was like the lighting of an explosive and I came and came in great big spurts all over Leah.

"Good, that is so good." I said once I was done and had pulled my lips off of hers. "Thank you Sam, thank you for giving me such a wonderful orgasm." She beamed with the encouragement and positively glowed. 

"And thank you Leah, you were as wonderful as always and a fantastic teacher." She too beamed. I have always wondered why it is so hard for people who have been so intimate to say thank you or discuss how great they feel. Or what would help them feel better. Other than me no one can read your mind, if you trust them enough to be intimate with them then you should trust them enough to talk about the intimacy. But I digress so back to the end of the story.

"Sam, it's time for you lick my cum off Leah and then lick her to an orgasm. It's very important for a slut to feel comfortable with the taste of both men and women." I said as I put the overwhelming desire to taste both my cum and Leah's in her brain. Sam immediately fell to the task as I got off the bed and went and sat in the recliner to watch.

"Suck it Captain, suck the Masters cum. Oh that feels good," Leah said as she reached down and grabbed one of Sam's tits "that feels so good I think I'm going to just have to play with them every day." 

Sam moaned her encouragement. She couldn't believe how good a hand on her breast felt and she couldn't get over how stupid she'd been over these past years. She was determined to make up for the lost time. Leah was quickly getting worked back up.

"Cunt, suck my cunt now you Captain slut!" 

"Yes Mistress. Whatever you want Mistress."

I could see that our naïve little Sam had no idea what to do so I took control of her and gave Leah the cunt licking of her life. After this lesson Sam would never again need another in pleasing a woman.

"OH! Oh my god! Oh fuck don't stop. Don't you dare stop you gorgeous cunt! She's a natural Master! She's a natural! She's so fucking good at sucking my slit and licking my clit!"

"I'm sure she is." I said as got up and stuck my rejuvenated cock into her mouth to shut her up. "Now it's your turn to get it wet so I can fuck her again." Sam's cunt spasmed at my words and she thrilled at the thought of being taken by me again.




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"Wetter you slut. Slobber all over that big cock." I said as I mauled her big tits and thrust deeper and deeper into her mouth. 

Leah was cumming uncontrollably now though and couldn't register my words much less control her body enough to respond as ordered so I pulled out of her and pulled Sam away from her cunt. As she moaned and grunted and came in weaker and weaker waves I moved Sam to the side of the bed and bent her over. 

As I thrust deep into Sam, once again marveling at the tightness of her, I ordered her to start sucking on Leah's body as I filled them both yet again with hormones.

Soon we were all a frenzy of activity. And all three of us had the same thought resonating in our brains, I LOVE SEX. 

More soon...



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"Oh shit."

After her little orgasm and I'd fucked her sweet mouth for a while I let go of her hair. "Stand up Doc. Take off your clothes." Immediately her mind screamed "NO" but her body was already reacting. As soon as she stood up I pulled her in and roughly kissed her while putting even more oxytocin into her system. She swooned and could barely keep her feet so I grabbed her ass and mashed our groins together, my naked cock firmly against her cloth covered pussy and stomach. She groaned and thrust her hips forward to get a better feel of my cock against her.

Her nipples were hard as rocks through her top and bra against my chest. I pushed my hands under her clothes to massage that sweet ass as I kept kissing her and fucking her mouth with my tongue. It was heaven, pure heaven to have this sweet senior Naval Officer completely losing it the throes of sex.

I let her have another little orgasm and then brought my right hand up under her top to pull on her left nipple through her bra. That did it, I knew to the second when her mind released all inhibitions and surrendered to the intense bodily feelings. I stopped kissing her and whispered in her ear, "You cured me Commander, now get undressed like I told you."

"But why?" She said as she pulled her top off.

"Because I'm going to fuck you." I said as I went and sat in the easy chair.

Her mind thrilled to hear the words but it also rebelled. Typical woman I thought with a slight smile. "You said you were going to cum in my mouth."

"But I wasn't able to, you know that, and look at me now. I have to cum or I'll get a serious case of blue balls so you'll just have to let me fuck you."

"Oh," she said as she looked down at my jutting cock. The thought ran through her mind that she couldn't wait to feel it in her. She reached behind and unfastened her bra, another plain white one and let it drop to the floor. Despite their small size they were no longer pert but had that middle aged slight droop. The nipples were framed by small brown areolas. They stood proudly at attention indicating her extreme arousal. 

As she started to push her hands into her pants to lower them I said, "Stop. Come here." She was powerless not to obey me. "Put your hands on arms of the chair." She leaned over me and as we stared into each others eyes I brought my hands up and started playing with her little breasts. I lifted them up to feel what heft there was to them and I tweaked and flicked and pulled on her nipples. They were very sensitive and she immediately started to go higher and higher. I then leaned forward and took one after the other in my mouth as I let her natural orgasm take place. I lightly bit and chewed and sucked on them. As she started to recover from her orgasm I had her drop one of her hands to my cock. She marveled at the feeling of it and thrilled to the thought in her brain that it would soon be inside her. I marveled at the softness of her hand as she slowly jerked me.

"Now turn around and slowly pull your pants down."

She could barely straighten up but immediately turned around and started to pull her pants down as she slowly wiggled that perfect butt of hers. Her panties were stuck to her sopping wet cunt and when they were pulled away the smell of her sex in the room was greatly increased. She didn't get them halfway down her legs before I grabbed her hips and pulled that ass right up against my face and snaked my tongue out along the folds of her sex.

"Oh my god. Oh my god it feels so good. Oh my god. Dont stop, please don't stop." 

I was immediately aware that she and her husband rarely practiced oral sex because one of the thoughts running through her head was that she never knew it could be so wonderful. Obviously I wanted to make her feel wonderful so I kept at it and allowed her to orgasm again. 

In truth it wasn't really about her, I just couldn't get enough of her taste even though my cock was practically screaming for an orgasm of it's own.

"Put your hands on the couch facing the mirror." She eagerly complied and I was able to imprint in my own mind the view of her bent over with that slightly too large but fairly firm 40 year old ass in all its glory. The lips of her sex were parted and her brown pubic hair was all matted and soaking wet. I stood behind her and ran my cock up and down the lips.

"Look in the mirror." I said as I lined my cock up. I thrust home and we both watched her face as her mouth opened in a silent scream. Then her eyes rolled back and she just started cumming and cumming. Once again I had to use my powers to stop myself from release.

It was agony, sweet agony as I gave it to her with a steady pace of full thrusts in and out of that wet hole. I kept switching back and forth between watching the jiggle of her ass every time my hips slapped against it and watching in the mirror the look on her face and her tiny tits swinging back and forth.

Her eyes were shut and she just kept saying, "Oh, oh, oh." over and over again. Finally I could take it no longer. I reached up and grabbed her short hair and yanked on it pulling her head back and up. "Open your eyes Jane, I want you to watch me shoot into you." As soon as she did I let myself go and had her experience the biggest orgasm of her life. She groaned and grunted and came and I rode her like the wild beast she had become, taming her completely in the process. 

The amount of oxytocin I had released into her system bound her to me, never mind the quality and intensity of her many orgasms. But I'm not a complete prick. I truly want her to be happy so as soon as we both collapsed on the couch I began to work on her sense of peace.

"Jane, you're a phenomenal counselor. You know better than anyone how important sex is for the well being of the human body. We just happen to connect that way. I can tell you have never cheated on your husband, and I can assure you that you never will with anyone but me. So don't you ever worry that he will find out and don't you ever feel bad about being available to me any time I want you." 

I then reinforced everything I said with another dose of hormones and put in her subconscious mind that any and all sex with her husband would be wonderful and that she would make sure he knew she was always available to him and willing to try anything with him. 

"Thank you. I love my husband so much, why are you irresistible to me?"

"Just lucky I guess. Now spread your legs, I want to make love to you." She immediately felt the flow of hormones I started pumping into her again and stretched out on the couch and put one leg on the floor and the other around my waist as I made myself hard and entered her again. The feeling of her wet heat was so good. The taste of her mouth and feel of her body beneath me was better.

She'd never tasted herself and when she realized that was what she was tasting as she kissed me it gave her what she thought was a secret thrill. I put in her mind it was good to be an enthusiastic sex partner and not to worry about anything as I would never look down on her desires. She immediately began licking and sucking all over my face to keep tasting herself.

"You like the taste of you don't you?" I said as I withdrew, got on my knees on the floor and lowered my mouth to her sex. "I love your taste too." And then I ran my tongue up and down her slit. I soon stiffened it and thrust it into her. Her hips came up and she grabbed the sides of my head to make sure I stayed down there. I wasn't going anywhere. 

I licked and sucked and smeared her juices all over my face and then I started attacking her clit with my tongue while I used my hands to pull on her nipples. She went ape and would have cum but I used my control and wouldn't let her. 

I teased her and thus myself for at least 5 minutes until she was almost out of her mind and then I climbed back on top and thrust myself in again.

"Suck your juices off my face slut." As soon as she frantically started to do so I let her cum. I was pounding away now and almost ready to let loose myself, but of course I'm a glutton and wanted more so I kept myself from doing so.

After she came down a bit from her orgasm I pulled out and got up and stood over her face as she lay there panting. 

"Now suck your juices off my cock." She looked at it, rock hard, dripping wet, and pulsing with the beat of my heart. She tentatively swiped her tongue along the shaft but I wasn't in the mood for that so again I grabbed her by her hair and thrust myself into her mouth. I looked at her and then imprinted in her mind the picture of her sucking my cock. As expected it thrilled her. 

"Now touch yourself as you suck my cock slut." I said as I gave her another dose of hormones and put in her head just how good it was to be a dirty little slut with someone you love. I started mauling her pretty little tits as I stood over her. As soon as I touched them she went frantic frigging her clit. Then I let her cum again. As she came down from that orgasm she was about to pass out so I made her brain give her a shot of adrenalin.

I lay down on my back on the floor. "Mount up cow girl." She smiled and climbed on top and put me in her as she settled down on top of me. We kissed softly and with great intensity as I probed her mind to see if she had ever had anal sex. Needless to say she hadn't and was quite scared of it. I was more than content in her cunt and knew that was where I wanted to shoot into again. But I also wanted her to loosen up about sex in the privacy of her home when she got back to her husband.

After a while I felt ready to let loose once more. I pushed her up a bit so I could suck on those sweet nipples again. This had an immediate and dramatic effect and I could feel her pussy clamp down like a vise. I grabbed her ass and started really pulling on it as I thrust up into her over and over again. Every time I switched the breast I was sucking on she spasmed. 

Finally I started running my finger around her anus and lightly pushing against it, that was the magic button and she began to orgasm. I thought what the hell and shoved my finger in just past the first knuckle and let myself go too. Her orgasm shot higher and higher. It was simply wonderful. We were both grunting and groaning and kissing as we came together.

When we finally disentangled we'd been at it for almost 90 minutes. Once again I reassured her brain that everything was OK and in fact everything was great. She would feel no remorse and no worries. She was a beautiful and good woman whose sexuality was a gift from God. Most importantly of course was the fact that she would be at my beck and call and feel good about it.

We cleaned ourselves up as best we could with some wipes she had in her office and I directed her to stage gear there for better clean ups at our future sessions. I then directed her to ensure I was scheduled for a 2 hour block of counseling with her every 5 days until I was safe to go back to my unit. Then I left.

It should be obvious that I only want to see her every five days because I don't want the sex to get stale. 

Well actually its because I want to have time to use my talents on all the other women here that attract me :).